Jun 05, 2020 9:49 AM
storms and vivids in the mortal instruments
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"Okay, I prove I'm not a demon, and then what? Are you going to be my knight in shining armor, protecting me from all the things that go bump in the night?"

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He snorts, "No, I'm going to show you to the Institute so my parabatai and his sister can stop fretting about you, I'm going to give you the basics of what you're dealing with now, and then I'll let you get back to... whatever it is you do when you aren't getting into fights that are way above your head." 

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"Getting into fights that are way over her head is kind of her thing."

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"Well, how am I going to learn? Plus, they're not over my head if I win. Which I do. Frequently." She gives his bruise an appreciative look.

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His hand twitches towards it before he stops it. He shrugs, "I wasn't expecting it," he admits. "You won't get me like that again." The bruise is more than enough of a reminder of the importance of staying on his guard even around mundanes. 

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- before she can respond to him her phone rings. She answers it without hesitation.

"Mom, hey, you got my messages?"

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"Clary, where are you?"

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Alex raises that eyebrow again, but he stops talking, letting her take the call. 

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"We're just at Java, we were gonna come see you at the gallery -"

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"No. Go to Skye's, stay there until I can -" a noise in the background interrupts her; the sound of something falling, shattering, something heavy striking the floor -

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"Mom? What is that - what's going on?"

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He's starting to frown, listening as she gets more and more frantic. 

(Sight often runs in families but- something tells him she's not just a sighted mundane, he can't quite explain it but his intuitions have never failed him yet-)

"What's wrong," he demands. 

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“Just promise me you won’t come home. Go to Skye's and call Luke - tell him that he’s found me - ”

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She hears the sound of something crashing - splintering wood. She ignores Alex.

"What are you talking about - who has found you? Mom?"

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- Skye rushes back into the cafe, he needs to get his laptop.

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Alex scowls, shifting on his feet, but stays where he is, waiting for an answer - he can't actually do much if he doesn't know what's going on. 

(Did he lead something back to them, while he was following them? But- someone has 'found' her mother. That sounds more like someone who has a past in the shadow world.)

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Clary can hear a harsh, slithering noise, followed by a thump. Her mom draws in a sharp breath before speaking, her voice eerily calm: “I love you, Clary.”

- the line goes dead.

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She stares at her phone for a long moment, then quickly tries to call her mom again.

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- nothing. Busy signal.

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He steps forward, "What was it," he asks again, and, "The Sight runs in families. Has your mom ever mentioned-?" 

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"Never. But - Luke -" She pauses and shakes her head. "I need to get home. Now."

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"Mm. If it's a demon you won't be much use against it. I'll come with you." He pats at a pocket in his sturdy black pants, in which one of his seraph blades is sheathed. 

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"Fine - just - don't get in my way." She looks around for Skye and doesn't see him anywhere, turns, and runs down the alley. She's fast, this is something she's good at, and she doesn't wait for him to follow her.

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Luckily, he's a Shadowhunter, and among the best of his kind at that. He doesn't have any trouble keeping up with her. 

 

They make good time to the house. All looks normal, from the outside. The lobby is the same as ever, and the stairs and the hallway outside the apartment likewise. Alex paces her all the way to the suite's door, and then pulls out his seraph blade, though he chooses to leave it in its cylinder form for now.  

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Clary doesn't bother waiting, opens the door, and runs straight in. All the lights are on in the apartment and she can see her mom's bag and keys on the table by the door.

"Mom?! Mom? Where are you?"

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